Lion Head Mesa fourth

she would bid him to rise.

of course i would. her gaze remained half-lidded, exhausted with the thoughts she held close to herself. she imagined he asked to humor her, respect her.

she was not sure if she loathed the bluntness of the soldiers in mereo now.

she motioned for the bodies in the room to clear the area, so that the hem might have room to show his work.